perry Schwartz

Rookie - 192 Points (july 20th 1986 / philadelphia pa)

The Birds - Poem by perry Schwartz

the birds fly east the birds fly west the birds fly into their nest i see them perched on a cable wire or sitting on trees their wings flap in the breeze when it rains they fly away i sit by the window hoping they will come back the next day crows are my favorite i like to watch them fly around how majestic they look in the sky when they are not there the days seem to go by oh how i wish i was one of them soaring high above like a dove that is free that's what i want to be as the old saying goes they say birds of a feather stick together.

Topic(s) of this poem: birds

Comments about The Birds by perry Schwartz

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (11/21/2015 3:51:00 PM)

    Wonderfully birds fly West and West. What an amazing imagery is drawn here definitely. Interesting poem shared really. Nice sharing.10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 21, 2015

Poem Edited: Saturday, November 21, 2015

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